I dig Reggae so much ! Track is so good !! 💘🎤🔥🎵

Cool vibes for a winter day 😊 good quality 👍🏻

Ashus to Lazarus 
honey to flame 
don’t play with the sonnies
when there’s money to blame

are you kidding? far from hitting the mark each thing is so dark each drink is so hard to take down the race found a way to chase you to hate fool the rapes and the paper is erasing our greats fool and mate you relate even though you won’t say it I’m fainting from dates with the devil my fate is like yours, hope there’s room on board, the life rafts on the titanic for all races I’m sure that this sip is sinking the world is just thinking of ways it can swirl backwards so my blinking don’t happen I’m rapping with eyes always open my broken theologian hope is my token to greatness, I’m late but let’s face it I’m skating on thin ice I’ve been nice but nothing is changing 

Ashus to Lazarus 
honey to flame 
don’t play with the sonnies
when there’s money to blame


I write like my life depends on it
my heads sonic
your deaths comic
I’m deaths comic
with intense logic
who vents chronic and
invents cosmic 
descents, frolics 
pretends optics 
on 10 
I keep it a Ben
shove my knee up 3 men 
im a demon seed and 
my semen be rent
ing a room in this girl Jen.

accept our fate
my septum’s caved
I guess I’m great
this guessing games
distressing mate
except I hate 
the recipey 

[rap, female]
I really didn’t mean 
To pop your balloon
When I ruined 
Your wedding 
I’m shedding 
The confetti
And spiritual 
Heaviness 
Now so, unsteady
Beats get punched over
And you are getting punched show-er
Or scrunch?  Man or a mouse?
Am I a foul
Or within the field goals
I’m wilting 
I’m wilting
I don’t wanna learn things
I just wanna burn things 
Like this real old
Beat switch 
Go for thee gold 
Tryn to stand out
Like numbers on a license plate 
Conscious rap
I promise that

Ashus to Lazarus 
honey to flame 
don’t play with the sonnies
when there’s money to blame

[rap,male]
My these words help the earth
And show them there worth
The shows over 
And towards the 
setting sun I surf.
Confetti onions girls
I chop them all in pieces
I’m Jesus
An mc
Who always increases
His cadences 
To impress waitresses 
Acquaintances 
In Asia kid
Hates the Grids
Into the air I stare and dare
The weary world to try to care
About my plight 
Then day turns to night
And I burn in time
With the beat
And rhyme
Defeat the tide
Then ride it home
On my surfboard
Of biting poems
Winding roads 
With strict direction
Put a pen 
Into my erection.

Ashes to Lazarus

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